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Sooo-ooo Tuesday evening I have an appointment to get a screw implanted in my mouth so that a fake tooth can be attached to it later on. :T Needless to say, I'm not looking forward to it. UGHHH I don't want to get this doooonnne but I guess I'm going to have to.

'Cept that if the bone from that graft I got earlier in the year hasn't built up enough, they won't be able to do it and it'll have to be postponed :T again :T so hopefully that won't happen.

I intend to be productive in the next few days... So far I'm going pretty well with writing, but I need to keep it up. And my fic for the Sweden/Finland fest is mostly finished, but I still need to print it out and check it over for flow.

I was 60% finished knitting a mitten when I realized that I'd been knitting it too tight and had to unravel the whole thing. I'm kind of butthurt about it. I HAD SO MUCH DONE. But noooooo. Well, this is a good excuse for me to watch more horror movies.

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On another note, completely unrelated to that kvetching I was doing previously, while I was cleaning yesterday I found my yukata. I've been wondering for years where the heck I put that thing. Though it's a little weird that I own one in the first place.

It was a present during high school. Obviously my parents were like, "well, he likes Japanese stuff, let's get him a kimono :D " Because that makes perfect sense. [/facepalm] Though they do have an odd trend of getting me weird or fancy clothing that I can't wear anywhere.

Back then, I couldn't figure out why it seemed so damn short. But when I checked instructions last night on how to wear one of these things,I figured out why. Looks like the one I have was made for someone about five inches shorter than I am :V (and about 50 pounds lighter). Not to mention that it doesn't come with any kind of obi, just the koshi-himo.

I remember my mum insisting that it didn't matter if it was too short and that I could just wear it as a bathrobe. o_O "But ma, it's a yukata, not a-"

( I dunno man, does this look like a bathrobe to you )

I dunno' what the point of this entry is, except that I'm kind of happy I found it. Though what the heck I'm going to do with it, I don't know; probably stuff it back into storage for another ten years. (I must confess that I'm a little disappointed that I can't get it to fit properly. It's the principle of the thing. I can't get rid of it, but I don't like having clothes that don't fit, either.)